Large PrintHandheldAudioRating
Twisting The Hellmouth Crossing Over Awards - Results
Rules for Challenges

A Time for Breaking

StoryReviewsStatisticsRelated StoriesTracking

Summary: Lost in a world not her own, Buffy is given a chance at healing. Can she bring herself to take it?

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Lord of the Rings > Buffy-CenteredShadewolfFR1577,68955615,59210 Aug 0923 Aug 09No


I do not own BTVS or LOTR. Sorry, people, I'm not that good.


She reached out towards the weapon before her—an ax-like blade attached to a long handle, the Scythe was beautifully elegant in a deadly way. The blade shimmered, the silver and red casting back the faint light as the blackened edge of the blade swallowed it. The shaft was of a silver metal, wrapped partially in thick leather for a better grip, and tipped with a wicked wooden stake.

The moment her hand closed around the shaft and the weapon easily came free of the stone, she just knew. It was hers—hers in a way that no other weapon had been, an extension of the self of the Slayer. This—this was something that perfectly complimented her own mission, long ago forged with indestructable magics to kill the Demons, even to the Old Ones themselves, when in the right hands.

And hers were the right hands.

“Hey, Kid.”

The all-too-familiar voice caused her to spin, raising the deadly weapon defensively even though she knew it wouldn’t be needed.

“Whistler,” she all but spat in return. She didn’t need this—not now. Not after… everything.

“Look, Kid…”


Buffy wanted to deny it, but she knew in her heart it was true. All of it.

The First was here because of her.

And this time, there would be no going back.

“For what it’s worth, Kid… I’m sorry.”

Next Chapter
StoryReviewsStatisticsRelated StoriesTracking